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Noodle flattened her ears. She wasn't the best at socializing either. Out of all of them, Mur had the most potential, but he hated everyone too much to realize it. "I think we're all going to have that problem." She looked down at her darker coloured paws. "But Rus is right. We shouldn't really worry about it, it'll make it worse."

"Can new members of the Clan add something?" Noodle asked, perking her ears up as she joined the gang. She had a few trinkets she wasn't going to use much. Like some of her string, the old metallic helmet she used to wear as a kit, those sort of things. She ran back to her den, and was back in a flash as she held onto an older scarf of hers. "I can add one of my old scarves into the gift basket."

Noodle didn't have to ask twice who Rus and 2D were talking about. The feline went over and sat down next to 2D, her eyes on the wound as a concerned expression crossed her face. "Do you want me to get a doctor, 'D? WindClan has a few I saw patching up someone else." She offered, feeling like she knew the answer to that already.

"You would if Murdoc was chasing you with a bottle, 'D." Noodle said, her maw without a smile as she looked at the stranger on the tree. Unsheathing her claws, she started up the bark to try and meet the one in the branches. "Are you alright?" She asked to Phil, concern in her voice and a frown on her maw.

"A hunter? What do you hunt, if I may ask?" Noodle spoke as she sat herself down next to the others, her fluffy tail curled around her body as she tilted her head. The siamese was more of a musician, not a fighter or a hunter or anything like what the Clan would use. But she was interested in the cultures of others, and with the strange garb this one was wrapped in, she knew that Eileen had a story to tell about it. "Maybe I can write about it. Become the Clan's bard as well as rockstar."

"Oh, forgive me. I did not introduce myself. I am Noodle. Welcome to WindClan."

(That title though)

Noodle knew of hot springs and their benefits, so when she saw that WindClan had one as well she felt immediately at home. "Hello, everyone." She couldn't help but smile, but it became a curious frown when she saw 2D in the water. "Someone push you in, D?" She asked, a chuckle coming out of her maw. The warrior dipped a toe into the warm water, her fur bushing out until she looked more like a fluff ball than a cat. "I think he'll be fine. He's suffered a lot worse than water." Without another wood, the guitarist set down her stringed instrument and dived in after her friend, popping up with a soft giggle.

Noodle flattened her ears and dug her claws into the soft bark of the tree when she felt the large bobcat come up the tree with her. He could lift Phil up better than she could, so she carefully sidestepped behind Russel so she couldn't be in his way. "I think it's his foot. That one seems to be stuck in between the branches." She spoke softly, flicking her fluffy tail towards Phil's foot.

Intimidation seemed interesting, but not something Noodle herself was interested in. When your thoughts were not on fighting and more on creation, what did intimidation serve besides getting you angry enough for an inspired rage scremo song? The siamese sat down next to Murdoc and 2D, ignoring their bickering as her attention was focused on Vader.

Rice, ramen, and potato chips was a healthy diet, right? Noodles sat down next to Vader, perking her ears up and interest in her eyes. This was a lot better than the battle training, she was sure of that.

Murdoc wrote:

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ALL OPINIONS IC

could I have the non-windclan born badge on this sub?
thank you in advance.

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Same for me!

How could the sky be so clear in fact, when in her mind, everything was a blur?

Noodle was on the border, blood quickly rushing out of the new scratches, wounds, and what would be scars eventually. It had been routine, or as routine as it got in WindClan. A loner on the border, asking for his name and business, preparing a greeting of welcome to the stranger. But all sense of normality went right out the window when she felt claws dig into her face.

Noodle wasn't a stranger to danger, but she was to fighting. Picking off zombies from afar in their old shack had been easy. Live opponents were something else entirely. The stranger's large claws continued to rake down the in-shock feline, and the she-ct finally let out a cry when she felt the fangs of her enemy pinch across her neck. It didn't break into the throat, but the same metallic smell of blood that clogged her senses became ten times as overpowering.

Her ear faintly twitched when she heard the stranger leave. "Help.."

Noodle stepped up next to Murdoc in a track post, her claws digging into the earth to keep her upright from her recent wounds.

"Im fine. It's just a flesh wound."

That's what the warrior wanted to say. Instead, her words came out in choking gurgles, a tiny trail of blood dripping out of her feebly opening and closing maw. She could feel the sting of the open air on her cuts as though someone had poured salt into them just to hear her scream. Those two they called must be the healers. They had to be.

Finally, the emotional blockage of the shock started to give way to fear. What if the wounds in her throat was too much? What if she couldn't sing anymore? How was she supposed to sing 'Dare' at the big gig 2D had planned with WindClan? The pointed she-cat started to shiver and shake, the fear clutching right at her heart.

They mainly do alternative stuff, trip hop, some electronica. And man is some of it freaking cool. They also do a lot of collabs with other artists too, I mean a lot!

Also hey ya'll!

"We could dunk his head into the hot springs to 'cool off'." Noodle snickered before it died in her throat when she saw Murdoc. She didn't like the male much, but she wasn't going to leave Murdoc to get attacked while he was drunk.

I can't wait for the new album. I have all of their songs on my computer, and before I made noodle it's been a while since I listened to them haha.

A music class? Noodle perked her ears up and nodded, silently skulking away for her weekly task.

It took Noodle ages to re-create different musical instruments, and even longer for her to beg and plead someone to let her borrow their stuff. But eventually, the small clearing she picked was filled with instruments of all kinds. Paw-made guitars, a few hastily made drums, a few wind instruments like ocarinas and flutes, a violin or two, and she even found another keyboard in the forest 2D found his. The wounded siamese feline sat near the middle, waiting for others to come. She had sent out the word an hour ago while she worked on her project. But would anyone come?

HELLO FRIEND!

The scarred feline didn't speak when she saw the cybernetic loner, but her fur bristled with unease as she settled next to 2D. Was this another of Murdoc's creations? Did he really make another, after the incident at Plastic Beach? No. This wasn't something like that. This cyborg seemed to be different, and most importantly, hurt. She placed her tail gently on 2D's paw, trying to calm him while she watched this cyborg. "How did you come to be like this."